113 Competition

He Jing had not planned to buy it at first. After all, the pen exceeded her budget.

Hearing Yan Hanxi's words, she quickly said, "No, I don't want it anymore!"

Yan Hanxi turned around and smiled. "What should I do? I, Yan Hanxi, have never lost to anyone in terms of privilege. Do you want me to leave with my tail between my legs?"

He Jing met his eyes, and after a long while, she squeezed out through gritted teeth, "Fine. Do whatever you want."

Cheng Yi's expression changed. She chewed on her lower lip, feigning a pitiful countenance, "Student Yan, Student He Jing has already said she doesn't want it. Won't you let me have it instead?"

Yan Hanxi's indifferent gaze landed on Cheng Yi as he said, "No, I can't."

Cheng Yi felt wronged. She blinked, dewy tears clinging to her fluttering eyelashes. "Why? Could you and He Jing have that kind of relationship...?"